Do you remember?

1999, North Malaysia -

It's 9.00pm and my heart beating so fast..
I looked at the wall-clock on my right and turned my head to the left to look outside the window once again..
His porch was still dark..

9.15pm.
God! I can't open my eyes..
It's too quiet.. super silence..
I can hear the sound of a pen falling so loud and clear..
My eyes slowly closing....

9.25pm
I can't stand it anymore..
I looked at the book in front of me..
'Sejarah. Tingkatan 3'
I turned the pages and stopped when I read
'Pya Songram Ramu Wisit Asmara Pya Perlis' (if i'm not mistaken)
Smiled alone...

9.30pm
Damn! he's right in front of me.. standing tall..
no question and no explanation..
He signaled and I raised my left hand in the air..
Piap!!!!! piap...!! piap....! (echo)

Then he reached for the red book..
He turned the pages impatiently until he found an empty one..
Some of my friends' book were still empty..
He returned it back to me..
I looked at it and read silently...
'senyum masa study'

p/s: just reminiscing.. We used to call him Pak Mahad.. My warden.. Today I added him on fb.. Not quite sure if he remember me and those days..